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Father’s Day, Rain

No need to go for a swim today, to relieve the midsummer heat. According to my weather app it was likely to remain dry until 11, but my weather app is particularly optimistic. So instead it rained and rained for the duration.

There were 6 of us in the first group and being keen we all listened intently as Mark went over the finer points from the climbing article shared earlier in the week by Anthony on Fb.

Much was made of engaging the core and Mark kindly offered to illustrate the technique for us on the flyover at the Downs. And it was an impressive sight indeed as he launched himself from the back of the group. It wasn’t until Mark and the spray from his rear wheel receded into the distance and over the bridge that our admiration turned to mirth. In fairness we’ve all become poor at remembering our turns, but it took a lot of shouting to get Mark to realise that he had gone too far and the rest of us had already turned for Kinnegad.

By the time we got to Mother Hubbards there was little appeal in sitting in wet clothes eating scones and then having to get back on the bikes afterwards. Besides, being Father’s Day we knew there were likely to be youngsters (and their bright-eyed mothers) eagerly awaiting our return so we pushed on for Trim. (The same pressure obviously wasn’t on the second group given the photos on Strava). At Enfield Brendan, Mark and Colin turned for home; at Summerhill Vincent did the same; and in the end it was Martin and myself who, wet and battle-hardened, spun into Trim. A quick visit to those bright-eyed mothers (before the second group got home!) concluded what was an active morning.

A Bad Influence?

It started off as fun. A selfie and a pint. To celebrate the good weather. But surely its gone too far now! Between Facebook and WhatsApp we may well be giving the wrong impression.

This week we passed 1,000 Likes on Facebook. However “with great power comes great responsibility” particularly to the youth and our impressionable fellow cyclists.

I was going to say nothing until I saw the photo below. Peter Sagan! World Champion! Copying us! Having a Guinness with Jurgen Klupp (and I think Anthony). Even The Great Peter Sagan couldn’t resist the selfie. This has gone too far. We Must Stop Now! Before its Too Late.

Lights or Legs?

Vincent got 100 lines tonight for accelerating out of corners. “I must not accelerate out of corners when Canice is at the back.” He’ll be writing all night. Youthful enthusiasm. Better than the leather anyway.

10 of us out in the first group. Beautiful evening for a spin. Anthony put up a lovely route which took us back over much of the Yellow Furze spin from last Sunday. My reminiscing proved too much for Dave however who turned for home at Wigger’s Cross. Either that or a bike problem.

One point worth noting was the lack of lights on the bikes. We are all around long enough at this stage to realise that evenings change and just because its bright when we set out doesn’t mean it will be bright on our return. Or if the sun is sinking ahead of us we are difficult to see.

Probably to do with saving weight and getting every advantage possible. Easier to just shave the legs. According to Anthony the ladies notice such things as well. Win win.

 

Girl Talk

Girl Talk. There were loaded imaginations inspired by Girl Talk (a song by Dave Edmunds in the late 70’s) in the Car Park this morning. Proportionately, there were more ladies present today and many of our noisiest gents were away.

After an initial demonstration of where the cycling jerseys don’t fit the female anatomy, conversation moved on to Bruce Springsteen. L1: Did you enjoy the concert? L2: I think he dyes his hair. L1: Sure don’t we all. And he has a great body…

Of course my investigative eavesdropping was interrupted at this stage so I can’t report any further.

We divided into 3 groups, Fin and I added some hills to our spin as preparation for Wicklow, and I dare say we all enjoyed getting out in some WAW weather for a change. Looking forward to catching up with the BP’s and hearing their stories, seems they had a wonderful experience.

Wild Atlantic Way – Departure 2016

***WAW 2016***
(Very best of luck to all, hopefully you will really enjoy the experience and the fun, keep us updated … and maybe add a verse or two to the following … Seán.)

‘Twas the night before leaving and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse,
The bikes were all placed by the front door with care,
In hopes that bright morning soon would be there.

Young Canice was nestled all snug in his bed,
While visions of wagon wheels spun in his head,
Attracta in her ‘kerchief, and Bernie in her cap,
Had just settled their brains for a long nighttime’s nap.

When on the estate there arose such a clatter,
Brendans jumped from their beds to see what was the matter,
Away to his window Mick flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the carpet of new-fallen blossoms
Gave the lustre of mid-day to somebody’s bottoms.
And what to Harro’s wondering eyes should appear,
Than a sleep-cycling chairman, modelling his gear.

A little Colnago, so lively and quick,
All thought for a moment it must be some trick.
More rapid than eagles his chasers they came,
But he whistled and shouted and called them by name!

Trim Cycling Group's photo.

Blondes Have More Fun

Blondes have more fun … just like Group 1!!!

It was a spin of two halves for Trim Cycling Club’s G1 today, with a strong wind to work against from Navan to Kells on the way out, then an exhilarating and speedy Crossakiel to Trim on the way home.

As we waited at the traffic lights before leaving Trim I turned around to count the group and see who was present. I had to tell them that not only was I pleased to cycle with such a fine group, I was even excited. And I was proven right, everybody worked really well together.

Heading to Kells we rigidly operated a kilometer on each side up front meaning that we were all pretty fresh in spite of the wind. At the Millbrook coffee stop, after minor adjustments to our hair and make up, we had the choice of the treats and felt really bad when Group 2 arrived to no freshly baked fruit scones. (Bernie actually punched me when I pointed this out to Harro and herself.)

Group 2 looked like they were enjoying themselves as well although Marcus unfortunately broke a spoke and ended up having to be collected.

Anyway having successfully negotiated Loughcrew us glamour guys attacked the spin home, ending up with a 28.8 average moving speed per my Garmin. Seán.

O.B.E: Out of Body Experiences

O.B.E: Out of Body Experiences. Were deliberately induced by mystics and gurus in olden days by exercising to exhaustion. OBE’s would begin with the sensation of floating outside one’s own body. But enough about the Blackstairs Challenge for now.

We had a huge group out tonight, delighted to see “new” cyclist John in the yard. He obviously understands the slagging in the club, claiming that he only cycled 110k at the weekend and wouldn’t be strong enough for the first group.

Also present was another member of Anthony’s Fan Club, he really shouldn’t be arranging to meet young ones in the car park before cycles.

Dave Jordan brought us all home at a nice pace, a martyr as always for the front of the peloton. As we struggled in behind him Gary Costello wondered about the type of people our club attracts. Eccentrics was suggested and got a good laugh…

Fin and Marcus were flying after the Blackstairs Challenge on Sunday. Unfortunately Canice came off his bike but by all accounts he seems to be on the mend. Hopefully he will be back before long. It was a really tough route, with the bulk of the climbing towards the end. Two ascents of Mount Leinster made for a long day, the second route being particularly steep, but the descents were pretty exhilarating. A good spin to have in the legs. An Out of Body Experience would have been most welcome at one particularly steep point, when the realisation dawned that instead of easing ahead it was actually ramping up again, but at least its all behind us now. Roll on the good weather!

Toy Story 3 – Thursday Club Cycle

John Lee’s bike – which is for sale and goes up hills on its own – joined us in the first group this evening for what was a very pleasant spin. It was a bit like one of those horses in the Grand National who has lost his rider but keeps going.

Does anybody else think this is a little like Toy Story 3? I haven’t seen the movie but apparently its very sad. The boy doesn’t play with his toys anymore so they are moved on. They are very disappointed given all the fun they’ve had together etc. etc. Maybe its just me.

Anyway we had a group of eight cyclists and although the breeze was chilly, the sky was clear and the sun was bright. It was a pleasure to be out on a fine evening in such good company.

 

Jungle Book 2 – Sunday Club Cycle 120k

If Thursday’s spin was for the Graceful Gazelles well today’s was one for the Wildebeests. Big, ungainly, hairy creatures we set out today without quite realising the full extent of the punishing wind we would have to battle to get home.

First technical happened on the road to Athboy when Michael Murtagh’s chain came off. It tangled and snapped his rear derailleur, broke one of his spokes and the wheel jammed solid. He did very well to stay upright but it was the end of his day out.

50k in and it was clear that some unlikely candidates were intent on having fun. In particular Dessie and Canice were punishing in their approach to some of the drags, stringing the group out in one complaining line of anguish and perspiration.

Leaving Castlepollard we had our second minor but costly incident when Fin’s lamp flew off as we sped over a rough surface, ending up in smithereens.

By the time we got to the coffee stop in Donnelly’s Filling Station we were ready for a break. Standing in the coal shed outside we were impressed with today’s talk on “The Secret of a Happy Marriage”, well done Davy. We look forward to continuing this rarely spoken about tradition of enlightening talks on our cycles.

The return journey was into the face of a very strong and gusty wind, made worse for Stephen by his rapidly deteriorating bottom bracket. it was time for the Wildebeest to grit their teeth and get home which we all did after almost 4:30 in the saddle. Good for the character as Canice suggested. Sean.

 

Active Body, Active Brain

Good News from Today’s New York Times:  a medical study has found that regular walking, cycling, swimming, dancing and even gardening can substantially reduce the risk of Alzheimer’s disease.

 

Walk, Jog or Dance: It’s All Good for the Aging Brain

CreditIllustration by Sam Island

More people are living longer these days, but the good news comes shadowed by the possible increase in cases of age-related mental decline. By some estimates, the global incidence of dementia will more than triple in the next 35 years. That grim prospect is what makes a study published in March in The Journal of Alzheimer’s Disease so encouraging: It turns out that regular walking, cycling, swimming, dancing and even gardening may substantially reduce the risk of Alzheimer’s.

Exercise has long been linked to better mental capacity in older people. Little research, however, has tracked individuals over years, while also including actual brain scans. So for the new study, researchers at the University of California, Los Angeles, and other institutions analyzed data produced by the Cardiovascular Health Study, begun in 1989, which has evaluated almost 6,000 older men and women. The subjects complete medical and cognitive tests, fill out questionnaires about their lives and physical activities and receive M.R.I. scans of their brains. Looking at 10 years of data from nearly 900 participants who were at least 65 upon entering the study, the researchers first determined who was cognitively impaired, based on their cognitive assessments. Next they estimated the number of calories burned through weekly exercise, based on the participants’ questionnaires.

The scans showed that the top quartile of active individuals proved to have substantially more gray matter, compared with their peers, in those parts of the brain related to memory and higher-­level thinking. More gray matter, which consists mostly of neurons, is generally equated with greater brain health. At the same time, those whose physical activity increased over a five-year period — though these cases were few — showed notable increases in gray-matter volume in those same parts of their brains. And, perhaps most meaningful, people who had more gray matter correlated with physical activity also had 50 percent less risk five years later of having experienced memory decline or of having developed Alzheimer’s.

“For the purposes of brain health, it looks like it’s a very good idea to stay as physically active as possible,” says Cyrus Raji, a senior radiology resident at U.C.L.A., who led the study. He points out that “physical activity” is an elastic term in this study: It includes walking, jogging and moderate cycling as well as gardening, ballroom dancing and other calorie-burning recreational pursuits. Dr. Raji said he hopes that further research might show whether this caloric expenditure is remodeling the brain, perhaps by reducing inflammation or vascular diseases.

The ideal amount and type of activity for staving off memory loss is unknown, he says, although even the most avid exercisers in this group were generally cycling or dancing only a few times a week. Still, the takeaway is that physical activity might change aging’s arc. “If we want to live a long time but also keep our memories, our basic selves, intact, keep moving,” Dr. Raji says.